Rainstorm "Evening by the River"

Sometimes in the midst of confusion lies some answers.

Like when you look up into the sky and see the clouds rollling in

 and you feel the energy, excitement and emotion in the air.

Then it begins to pour rain as the clouds fulfill their promise

 as you knew they would. 

And as fast as they rolled in they roll away.

But left behind they leave a blanket of nutrients 

that slowly seep into the dry awaiting ground. 

A drop of rich moisture touches a forgotten seed 

that breaks open and pushes its way 

through the black earth and begins to grow and blossom.

Then all of the sudden you begin to see 

what you knew was hidden there all along. 

It wasn't the sun that broke the seed, but the rain.

Ruth Bonneville, June 8, 1993